[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you, [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you, [looking at myself] it's over.
You're gonna have to hear me out on this but its so normalized for people to prioritize their romantic partners over friendships. Suddenly when i tell them a secret their partner knows too. If their partner becomes their new #1 and theyre still my #1 it feels isolating
almost every lesbian i know has a gf and then there’s me who hates dating apps and thinks i’ll meet the love of my life at a coffee shop on a random day
this is a hard pill to swallow but the reason that men don't care about their girlfriends (whether straight or queer) kissing and grinding on other women is because it stems from the idea that lesbianism isn't “real.”
“But you survived” I disassociate, like a lot. My heart drops when someone raises their voice. I shut down very easily. I'm far too observant. I always feel like a burden. I isolate often. But yeah, sure, I guess I survived.
last time i kissed a woman last time ive seen the sun💔💔💔 PLEEEAASSEEEEEE IM CRAVING KISSES AND MAKEOUTS. LIKE ALL KINDS. SLOPPY MAKEOUT. SLOW TENDER MAKEOUT. AGGRESSIVE INTENSE MAKEOUT. DRUNK MAKEOUT. HIGH MAKEOUT. PLLLEEEASSEEEE JUST PLEEASEEEE😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Everyone felt sad for the penguin walking alone and the monkey rejected by his mother. But this video is far more heartbreaking, yet it didn’t receive the same attention.
i don’t think people realize how heavy it is to always feel like you don’t belong anywhere. always the one left out, misunderstood, or just… there. not hated, but not chosen either. that kind of rejection builds a wall you don’t even mean to have. it’s been like that my whole life. and yeah, i’ve learned to deal with it, but deep down it’s a wound that never fully heals. i may not ever fit in or belong anywhere, & i’m learning to just be okay with that.
For almost two months, I was convinced my friend group had a separate group chat without me.
Plans would get mentioned casually, “oh yeah, like we said earlier”, and I’d just stand there like 🙂 earlier where? If I walked into the room and they stopped laughing, my brain immediately titled it: Season 2: The Quiet Exile. I started analyzing delivery times, inside jokes, who viewed my stories but didn’t reply. Every late response felt intentional. Every “we forgot to tell you” felt strategic.
One night I finally joked, “So what’s the name of the secret group chat?”
They all looked confused.
Turns out there was another group chat, but it was for planning a surprise birthday thing for me. The reason they’d go quiet? They were terrible at lying. The “earlier” conversations? About work, not me. The late replies? Two of them had just started new jobs and one was going through a breakup.
Meanwhile, I had already mentally written a betrayal arc, drafted my villain origin speech, and emotionally distanced myself for protection.
The stupidest part? Nobody was excluding me.
I was just overprotecting myself from a threat that didn’t exist.
That’s when I realized, sometimes the only person putting me on the outside… is me.
shouldn’t have to beg my friends to care about me once they have a BF but literally every friend i have drops me & their other friends for dick lmao